Bai Yueguang, who criticized the male protagonist of Fast Transmigration, has escaped

Chapter 50

When Li Shang and Shen Jingyuan arrived at Qingjie Lane, He Lianjing was pressing Fu Wenjin to the ground with one leg. He turned his head and spat out a mouthful of blood, then raised his hand and punched the person on the ground. The guards of the house, the people who gathered to fight and fight, and the frightened people retreated in all directions.

Of course, people always like to watch the excitement, especially when they find out that the princess sitting in the carriage is the current princess, and the wind of gossip will not dissipate.

"Ouch! The young master of the Marquis of Weihai and the eldest son of Duke Jingyuan are fighting for the princess!"

"A civil official's child and a military officer's child, isn't that bullying people? Young Master Fu is from Zhilan Yushu, so he seems to be beaten."

"Zhilan Yushu? Pooh! He deserves this word too? It's not as good-looking as that young master!"

After speaking, the man pointed to Li Shang who was dressed in a white ink brocade robe in the distance.

"He Lianjing!" Fu Wenjin yelled while covering her face on the ground, "Don't bully me too much!"

"Too much deceit?" He Lianjing's lips were cut during the fight. At this time, the blood was stained with blood, making him flamboyant. He grabbed Fu Wenjin's collar and punched him again: "You are the one who deceived me!"

Fu Wenjin is a frail scholar who can only recite poems and fight against each other. How can He Lianjing, who has been proficient in martial arts since childhood, be his opponent?
The crowd was noisy, He Lianjing beat Fu Wenjin severely, Yun Zhaohua in the carriage raised a corner of the curtain to peek, the usually shy and always blushing young man now had a bit of domineering look .

Fu Wenjin, with a bruised nose and a swollen face, turned his head and looked at the surrounding people and felt extremely ashamed for a moment. Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of Shen Jingyuan who was quietly watching the play, wearing a white dress as beautiful as a lotus flower just out of water.

It's okay if you don't look at it, but Fu Wenjin couldn't take it anymore when he saw it, he immediately struggled, and while He Lianjing was not paying attention, he punched backhand, came to the side of the guard, took the wooden stick in his hand, and pointed at He Lianjing's face Just a stick.

"Suffer to death!"

Li Shang hurried forward and grabbed Fu Wenjin's wrist.

Seeing the young man appearing in front of him, Fu Wenjin was furious, and the strength came from nowhere to throw him away. At that time, the guards of Duke Jingyuan's mansion broke through the barriers and surrounded Li Shang and He Lianjing together with Fu Wenjin.

Li Shang and He Lianjing looked at each other, back to back, facing the rushing punches and kicks, all the guards of Weihai Marquis Mansion also joined in the fight, a group of people fought together, watching the lively people There are more and more people clapping and cheering.

In the crowd, Shen Jingyuan was protected by Hongye Luluo and the six sons, and when she saw Li Shang who made a move, she felt a little like a world away.

When we first met, the young businessman was shrewd and somewhat dandy, even hiding some childish disposition in his unrestrained and unrestrained style. Now it has only been a year, and he has become more stable and introverted, making it difficult for people to detect his emotions and thoughts.

Fighting side by side with He Lianjing today made her see a bit of her previous appearance.

The six sons on the side were a little anxious seeing Li Shang being punched, Shen Jingyuan comforted him: "Your young master has held back for too long, let him indulge properly now."

The six sons were taken aback, and looked at Li Shang in the crowd.

The young man smiled and kicked sideways, the guards of Duke Jingyuan's mansion fell down in pain and couldn't get up, then he raised his hand and punched out a combo of moves, and the screams and howls of pain resounded everywhere.

He Lianjing often taught Li Shang self-defense exercises, and now it is very satisfying to use them in practice.

Seeing Shen Jingyuan looking at Li Shang with a smile on his face, Fu Wenjin gritted his teeth and was furious. He picked up the sword on the ground and rushed towards Li Shang when no one was paying attention.

He Lianjing's eyes were sharp and his hands were quick to block, his arm was cut a big cut, the flesh and blood spurted out, he held back the pain, turned around and kicked Fu Wenjin ten meters away.

This time, he exerted great strength.

The crowd exclaimed.

"This young master is too powerful!"

"Master Fu's family is probably doomed with this kick!"

"My God, Mr. Fu, a scholar, dares to use a knife!"

"It's over, it's over, these two families are definitely going to end their feud!"

"Look quickly! If people don't move, they won't die, right?"

"Have your eyes been scratched by a chicken? Mr. Fu raised his head!"

When the words fell, Fu Wenjin really moved. He spit out a mouthful of blood with a wow, but he couldn't say what he wanted to say. The guards were shocked when they saw this, and pushed the people from the Weihai Hou Mansion to rush over.

"Master!"

Fu Wenjin forced herself to raise her head and looked at Shen Jingyuan, who didn't even give her a look out of the corner of her eyes, then turned her head to look at the quiet carriage beside her, spat out a mouthful of blood, then rolled her eyes and became dizzy.

The wives of the two mansions rushed over upon hearing the sound. Mrs. Jingyuan took a deep breath and couldn't stand up when she saw this scene, while Mrs. Weihaihou stepped forward and slapped her across the face.

"Rebel!"

Seeing his mother coming, He Lianjing lowered his head to be scolded, restrained his appearance of a little bully, and at the same time covered the blood that flowed from his arm.

Behind him, Mrs. Jingyuan regained her breath and stumbled into Fu Wenjin. She hugged her and shouted, "Go back to the mansion! Go back to the mansion! Go to the palace and invite the imperial doctor!"

At this time Jingjiwei came in a hurry, Mrs. Jingyuan raised her head and squeezed the handkerchief in her hand to stare at Mrs. Weihaihou: "Qiu Furong, you really married a good husband and gave birth to a good son!"

Mrs. Wei Haihou frowned and said coldly: "I will explain this to you."

"Hopefully!"

Mrs. Jingyuan turned her head to look at Shen Jingyuan and Li Shang who were at the side, a pair of eyes lingered on the young man's face sullenly, and then led them away in a hurry.

Mrs. Wei Haihou looked at the carriage beside her without saying a word, turned to He Lianjing and said, "If you can't die, come back with me!"

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The news that Duke Jingyuan and the sons of the Marquis of Weihai's family gathered for a fight reached Yunmin's ears the next day.

Hearing that Fu Wenjin was seriously injured, He Lianjing almost kicked his internal organs. Although a rib was broken and there were countless bruises all over his body, luckily his life was not in danger.

But Fu Wenjin is the only son of Lord Jingyuan, and his results in the imperial examination this time are very good. This time, he is so injured that he doesn't know if he can still take the exam in early September. Mrs. Jingyuan cried in the mansion all day with distress All night, I heard that he almost hanged himself.

He Lianjing was not afraid of making a big mistake. Instead, he raised his head and asked when he was punished to kneel in the mansion: "Father, can Fu Wenjin be considered a relative with his current appearance?"

As soon as these words came out, it became clear that he wanted to marry Yun Zhaohua. Mrs. Wei Haihou kept it a secret for so long, but in the end it was nothing.

On the second day, rumors and gossip were flying everywhere in the capital, and the son-in-law of the aristocratic family had grown wings in order to become Princess Chaohua's son-in-law. It was spread all over the streets and alleys.

When Yun Min heard Chuan Xinwei finished speaking, he couldn't help but smiled and praised: "He's a bloody Haoerlang."

(End of this chapter)